Only Time Will Tell

11 - Is It Simpler On The Moon?

- - - Kennedy's POV - - -

I stared down at the people walking around, they all seemed so happy. Their laughter filled my ears and their smiles caught up with me, making my lips tug upwards. They were holding hands, skipping, running around, no one dragged their feet. A few weeks ago it seemed like that was what I was surrounded by, but I was the one smack in the middle of it dragging my feet, wishing I could smile like that. Funny how I can actually feel something now, besides sorrow. Funny how that one random person on the street can actually do that for me. That one person that looked like everyone else actually was a miracle in some way. It just shows how unpredictable life is. 

I've been on my balcony for about 2 hours now, just thinking. I've been doing that more and more lately. I got home around 2 in the morning last night because that movie marathon lasted for a while, so my dad told me I should probably stay home today. I didn't have any plans with any of the boys so that  wasn't any problem. 

"Wow, London is prettier than I expected, maybe it's just because I'm here." I heard a high pitched voice say behind me.

I spun around as if I've been practicing the move for ages. And saying I was 'surprised' was an understatement. 

"Beck!" I yelled. I sprung up, crushing her in a hug while we both laughed though nothing was really funny, I just missed her so much.

I pulled back and looked at her, seeing how she cut her beach blond hair to her shoulders and she was still the tiny little 'pixie' looking girl I saw a few months ago. I just couldn't believe she was actually here! I knew she was supposed to be coming in a few weeks, but I didn't pay attention to how fast they have passed by. 

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!" I asked, still hyped up. You could practically hear my smile in my voice. 

"What fun would that be? I'M YOUR BIRTHDAY SURPRISE. SURRRPRISEE. Anyway, where do I put my stuff? And I'm not sleeping on the floor just to let you know. Oh my god I just can't believe I'm in London! And with my best friend! This is gonna be the most fun we've ever had..." She rambled on for I swear 20 minutes as we both went inside and unpacked her 4 bags. But this time I actually listened to what she was saying. She used to ramble on for hours in L.A. but I never paid to much attention before. Now that we won't be able to see each other often anymore, I feel like everything she says while she's here is important because it could be the last time we talk for a year. If there's one thing I've learned, you never know how things would work out later on. 

"Oh and Kennedy?" Beck asked me after she was done telling me about her trip down here. 

"Yeah?"

"You know you have to introduce me to that guy you've been talking to." She plopped down on my bed and I followed her.

"Yeah, I know. He wants to meet you."

"It's not like he would have any choice. But you guys are the cutest." She said. I rolled my eyes at that. I've told her everything that has been going on lately because she kept bugging me for details of whats been going on, though I've insisted we are just friends. But nothing will get through her head, no matter how hard I try.

"I thought I made it pretty clear that we are just friends." 

She giggled a bit, "Yeah, whatever. I'll be the judge of that." 

"There shall be no judging!" I yelled, jokingly but serious at the same time.

"WHATEVER K. So when can we go see him, I'm done packing." 

"I'm not sure."

"Like now would be fab." She rolled off the bed and touched up her hair. She stood by the door, as if we were leaving right then.